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Sorrento: Part 4

Date: 12/22/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

accepted what Tom said with as much grace as I could manage, but somehow it left an unpleasant taste. When it was time to leave, Anna came to find us. She told us that our taxi was waiting and our cases had been taken care of. I watched her intently. I could see the pain behind her eyes. I could sense the flood of emotion that she was going through. I understood it. It was no different to how I felt. “You must have left this at the restaurant last night. One of the staff found it and brought it back this morning.” She handed me a small brown paper bag. I felt baffled; I had never seen it before, but at that moment I could think only of Anna. I admired her calm and professional manner. I was on the brink of breaking down. She turned to Tom and kissed him, Italian style, on both cheeks. “It has been a pleasure to have taken care of you both. I hope you will come and stay with us again.” When Anna turned to me, I could not bear the idea of a perfunctory peck. I threw my arms around her and wrapped her into me as tightly as I could. She responded without hesitation. “I love you, Anna. I will never forget you.” I hoped my words were quiet enough that Tom had not heard, but I was not sure I cared if he had. She pulled herself from my grip and held my hands. “Ditto,” she said. “I am pleased that you enjoyed yourself and made friends,” Tom said after. We were on the way to the airport. “Anna was kind enough to keep me company last night. We had a very nice meal in town together.” ... “She seemed very nice.” “She is.” “What is in the bag?” It was still gripped tightly in my hand, and I had no idea. Realizing that I was unable to describe whatever it was, I opened the bag. Inside the bag was a small box and inside the box, a necklace; a small mounted diamond, on a thin silver chain. I had seen it several times before, hanging around Anna’s neck. Tears filled my eyes. I bit hard on my lip. “It is beautiful,” Tom said. “Yes.” It was all I could manage at first. “I saw it and thought it would be a nice memento to take back with me. It was not especially expensive.” Tom took it from my hands and placed it around my neck. I wrapped my hand around the diamond so that it pressed into my skin. I had no qualms that I had just lied to my husband, but I did regret having said it was cheap. I had no doubts that it was a real diamond, but that hardly mattered. It had a value beyond money; my diamond in a brown paper bag. “We should come back; you seem to like the place and the people.” “Perhaps one day.” I hesitated. It felt like there was a dam about to overflow, and I had no idea where the flood was going to take me. “We should go to more places, take more vacations together.” “We do have more time, so yes, we could.” “I do not mean with work, or with the kids, or going away with friends, I mean just me and you. I mean romantic vacations.” I could see the taxi driver watching me in the mirror, smiling. “Okay,” Tom said, clearly unsure where the conversation was going. “I ...